Telegram-herald., 1887-02-27

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Els il the moFulng resrea ghiy asaac.ea
~ himself Ihen eaae a-s iutFlt' pr.sea
to &.ihcsBt Grey y---at yst q ifrts Eist -
taat tuss, bat eli enalE "a % tefaraL end
hgll hlm is. ~ hsr Luas'tng beauty Ana
with his growing love ieF ksr grew h-s
fear tAat THIS -Ee episode lynlEaf cpl
sode. Ia called il stoala be Dste xnosFn
20 her III aas a. absurd fear oi course
and arose mors from sn apprehension
taas sLs woald regard hlm WITH disgust
tAan frCm auy serY moral regre, faf his
misconduct blt. be tfat as it may 6ranit
Boyle Euea of his nervous horror ~ It's
bciu. kuown--anu foI she matter ~ that.
so did Ni.Iceut. " ho LA1 heard ~ tie
hltle afaI q long time aso. agd had
laughed q good deal az several OF tie
smaller tetaiis concerning IT, indeed. Il
had beeu a very innocent offense nom
nrsl to last.
At Grants words Massarsene's face
smes, and q sudden lre br.shlsns hls
eyes AT the moment il IS easy 20 see
that there Is little love lost between the
two men.
lyon meanf saws Massareene, q little
sharply, taking step forward
''Just what I said. dear boy-that you
were emiuen1y sober Could l have
borne higher testimony 20 your charac
teri Miss Grey-as you seem 90 have some
doubts about the accuracy ~ my state
ment-win. am sure, cofrObOrate what
l have jnst said "
II refuse to give my countenance 70
anything YOU may chance 10 say, " re-
turns Mlllcent, ia low tone, bat with
flashing eyes.
She has understood the drift OF her
cousins remarks, and bitterly resents
them She may not be overland always
% Nassarcene, bur she viii permit 10
one else 10 be uncivil 10 him.
"Whatp' cries Boyle, gayly, arching
his br0ws and lifting his shoulders ia "A
foreign fashion that either belongs TO him
or has been cultivated 20 nicely, you
disagree with mes You really think
that our friends extremely-er-eIn-
prcsse manner, his hurried entrance. etc,
meant 49, the er the other thing;
Really, dear Massareene, ! wonld not
stand that if were you. You look as II
YOU would like 10 murder somebody
with "A light laugh-''that IS the standing
condition Of your cOuntrymen, ehy Why
not call Miss Grey OUT"
'Dueling is out OF fashion, and one
only hOrsewhips men, replies Massa-
reene. meaningly. with his eyes fixed
steadily upon his opponent.
"Oh, but a duel under such conditions
that cannot be out of fashion, as il
has never yet come in. Why not set IL
Be leader Of it; And tete a tete with
Miss Grey even under such equivocaecir-
cumstances, might not be altogether
without its charm.
He throws out this last taunt quite
airily-Ipaking even slight movement OF
the hand that somehow adds TO the az
gressive impertinence of it.
Massareene throws up his head. as
though scenting battle, and his face
pales Miuicent, marking these signs OF
coming storm, enters the breach hastily.
II DO think, Grant, y she says, glancine
insolently at her cousin from beneath
half closed lids, ''that when you try tC
be amusing you are the most unpardOn
ably stupid person l ever met. Y0uI
Jokes always make me feel inclined tC
weep
"in this instances" demands he
quickly, his face dsrkening and an evil
light coming into his eyes.
"And in every other. One yawn'
enough in all conscience as one goes
through life without being compelled Il
DO it by those who would fain believe
they stir our laughter. Give it up, my
dear Grant,; comedy is beyond yOu-thC
heavy business suits you better"
\ glance at her cousin oonvinces he'
that she has amply revenged herself. His
brow is as black as midnight, and hi'
mouth has taken the old expression thai
means mischief Nassareene, too, has
added 70 his discontinue by breaking
into n gay laugh, that Touses Mrs. Brant
from her perusal OF a review, as scurril
Gus az il il just, of a book written by =
friend Of hers, that she finds OF engross
ing interest--the review, that is, not ths
book.
''What IS ity' asks she, looking up ii
| high good humor. Really. the review
has quite exceeded her expectations Il
| It Is anything amusing pray let me hea'
i- I have been so put out by a verl
harsh criticism on dear Fanny Eilwooda
/ novel that require something 10 chcel
me. Some little jest Of yours, Grant
| Come. tell it 70 me. though l must say
my dear, you look mora like an Othell'
I this moment than one born In merry
/ hour All. here comes tea at lasti jus
/ move my chair a little, VIII yCu2 Thanks
/ dear Grant. l am fast becoming an ole
woman, eh2''
Grant 3 in just such O pleasant moo
/ as urges him 10 tell her she s. aireodi
/ anon Est the frpsts and SHOWS OF lie, bu
/ prudence feeling more powerful viii
/ him fhan most others-restTains l.m
/ He is obliged. however, 70 move ne
| chair into the exact position pointed out
/ and 10 perform divers other small ser
l vices FOR her with o smiling face and ap
/ psrcntly wiling air, while grindn.
under the thought that he is leaving la,
I other two free 20 carry on q l0E cnnver
sation uninterrupted.
How angry Tou were about Grant,
( innueudo Just now whispers she
I drawins her skirts aside that he may drol
/ upon the low lounge beside her "Yoi
need not have been. Did you think
never heard of that one little fasco G
yours, ehg''
she leans toward him and smiles q III,
tie The y0rng mar starts and color
/ hoti7. Yet her smile is so sweet. So kin'
never has her manner been 50 replet
with geutieness as now.
You kuew-y0u hear1s'f--stamuer
he
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